Capítulo 1280: Chapter 921: Copying Books
It’s hard to tell whether the blind is willing or refusing.
The space where everyone is currently located indeed lacks most elents. The reason for using only Martial Arts and not deploying more Laws in the contest is that many things can’t be utilized in this environnt. Only the purest strength and speed are unrestricted.
Creating such a simple space isn’t too difficult for Zhao Changhe, who can now unleash the strike called “Creation Restart”. Moreover, Ye Wuming is aiding him.
But to construct a complete plane with all elents like earth, water, fire, wind, sun, moon, and stars, that’s exceedingly difficult… Maybe given a long ti to slowly evolve, it could naturally form without much intervention, just like the Heavenly Book World and the Cave Mansion World, both of which have undergone lengthy self-evolution. But to create this quickly, it can’t be achieved with current cultivation.
Luo Chuan uses the spirituality of the Heavenly Book World as the base, using the concept of destruction and creation transformation within the Cosmic Black Hole to craft a small world that’s still in its infancy. The beings inside are still younglings, likely with many other deficiencies… Luo Chuan has been constructing this for many years, starting from the last epoch.
Once achieved, it might beco a higher realm above the Other Shore.
Thus, Ye Wuming’s words can be translated to “I agree with you,” but it can also an “wait a billion years,” essentially refusing with an unattainable condition.
But Zhao Changhe doesn’t care which translation it is.
When soone like Ye Wuming is willing to set terms, it already ans she’s no longer the player using all beings as chess pieces, no longer the Book Spirit of the Piaomiao Qingming, nor the Emperor Ye overlooking everything. She’s just a woman facing the man who desires her, maintaining the last bit of reserve.
She didn’t even struggle when held from behind… her body was tense, fearing the next mont the man would start to roam, unsure whether she should perform a backthrow.
At this point, Zhao Changhe understands won’s little sches as if reading a book, simply replying, “If that’s the case, I’ll prepare this bridal gift.”
Saying so, without really preparing anything, his hand began to misbehave, traveling upwards from holding the waist. Ye Wuming pressed it down with a slight smirk, slowly saying, “What about the bridal gift?”
Zhao Changhe pretended to be surprised, “We’re from the Zhao Mansion, since when is there a rule that you have to be married to do what’s natural?”
Ye Wuming struggled, “Zhao Changhe, you’re shaless!”
“Don’t move.” Zhao Changhe lightly sniffed her neckline, whispering, “After the ceremony, we’re married; after receiving the bridal gift, you’re the fiancée… So, when discussing these matters, does it count as boyfriend and girlfriend?”
Ye Wuming was taken aback.
Is that legitimate? Seems correct, only boyfriends and girlfriends would discuss an eight hundred eighty thousand bridal gift… Discussing to this extent indicates it’s beyond an ordinary relationship.
“Since you’re already a boyfriend, isn’t a kiss not excessive?” Zhao Changhe said as he kissed her swan-like neck.
Ye Wuming’s body tensed again, trying to shrink her neck to avoid him, but felt all her strength dissipated with his kiss, her entire being becoming soft, numb, her thoughts beginning to turn blank.
Unlike before, this ti it was under the full power she possessed, his kiss landing.
His hand again started to climb, and she pressed his hand but lost the strength, watching as he approached inch by inch.
“Zhao Changhe…” Until touching the lower hemisphere, Ye Wuming trembled all over, hurriedly and flusteredly saying, “You only want to tornt , retaliate for keeping your loved ones apart these years… I too… have been retaliated against by you… Why do you persist?”
Zhao Changhe softly said, “So so of your previous acts… were subconsciously paying debt?”
“You think…?” Ye Wuming gritted her teeth. “Do you truly believe I had no recourse then, letting you have your way? Simply knowing your desire, letting you mistreat, and thus balancing the accounts. Why must you continue endlessly?”
“But blindblind… You’ve clearly given a love letter.”
“I…”
“If you didn’t want it to go on endlessly, after sealing Luo Chuan in the Star River, you could have left calmly, why did you accept my challenge? And twice captured yet willing to fight a third ti.” Zhao Changhe slowly said, “From start to finish, your battle intent was weak, did you truly want to beat ?”
Before realizing it, that hand had already fully captured.
Ye Wuming was panting, biting her lip.
“You want to win you too, don’t you? You’re giving yourself a way out, also giving an excuse.” Zhao Changhe said, tugging slightly on her hair backward with the left hand, even though there was no force, Ye Wuming instinctively leaned back, watching him approach.
Then he kissed her lips.
The whole move was like a captured prisoner, humiliated into submission.
Coupled with his words, inscribed ticulously.
“Tell …” Zhao Changhe slightly moved away, softly asking, “Are you repaying a debt… or have feelings developed?”
In truth, even now, Ye Wuming wasn’t sure whether she was repaying a debt or had developed feelings.
She originally had no emotions, but since Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao can develop emotions, she naturally can too. But if it is developed, when did it happen; Ye Wuming couldn’t sort it out. Was it as he said, companionship over three years nourishing unnoticeable affection, or at the mont he exposed his desire for her, making her frantic? Or was it that he risked everything with that arrow… Or the subtle happiness of a trio?
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